“If God gave you a violin, why do you want to play the guitar?” told me my dear friend Alma Guillermoprieto when we were finishing our Nieman Fellowship year at Harvard 10 years ago.

Alma was talking about my desire of switching my writing to English when my mother tongue is Spanish. Very soon I understood that even though my English as a second language is good enough, my Spanish is just remarkable. And not only that, is the language in which I culturally grew, which makes a huge difference when you use it.

So I embraced my Mexican identity, my language and my culture, and defended it in a country in which the Spanish-speaking community keeps growing.

But a decade later, not only media, the industry and its business model have changed completely, but the entire world. And now I realize that playing exceptionally well the violin is not enough, but I also have to play the guitar.

So after going through a denial-realization-acceptation process, recently I decided that it was time to write in both languages in this blog.

And even though I enjoy very much writing in Spanish, I have to confess that doing it in English means definitely leave my confort zone, and show that my second language is far from perfection.

Though, in a world where geographical limitations don’t exist anymore when producing content, writing just in Spanish, when my very own world is bilingual, means to close the door to the other half that now belongs me.

So, like in another moments of my life, in which I have had to overcome my fears and insecurities, like steping in front of a camera, learning how to edit, teach myself how to speak for TV and even take selfies, today I finally welcome formally my readers in English, with my voice just as it is in this language… Without edition, like you can read me in Spanish.